Konoha
A somewhat distorted bird glided through the sky.
Below it stood Konoha Prison.
A cold-eyed young man leaped down in the distance.
The bird turned back into ink, which scattered and fell onto a scroll.
Sai looked toward the prison and frowned.
Ever since the Hyuga Clan had taken over the Military Police Force, the prison guards had also been replaced by Hyuga clansmen.
The Hyuga Clan's Byakugan was practically unbeatable in a place like this.
He could only use an aerial vantage point to take a cursory look.
Getting any closer would make him easy to spot.
Where had Danzo hidden his brother?
Inside Konoha Prison.
How many days had it been today?
Danzo had not deliberately kept track, but more than twenty days had already passed.
Sarutobi Hiruzen had promised to send him a Root physician, yet no one had come.
Danzo knew that Sarutobi Hiruzen had broken his word.
He himself was even in great danger.
There had been no news from Root at all. The most likely possibility was that it had been brought under the Third Hokage's control.
Unease stirred in Danzo's heart.
He looked at his left arm. The seal on it had already been completely undone.
The Sealing Technique formulas in this prison greatly weakened ninjutsu.
If you spat out a Great Fireball Technique, it might only be the size of a teacup.
The cell holding Danzo was partitioned with sturdy ironwood.
Breaking it would require immense strength.
Danzo was not a taijutsu-type shinobi. At over sixty years old, he obviously could not destroy the cell and escape.
That was what the Third Hokage thought, and it was what the Hyuga guards thought as well.
These past few days, the Third Hokage had been busy purging Root remnants and investigating the hidden